The casual life of a teenage dirtbag; Suffering, Numbing, some type of mommy or daddy issue, an addiction, depression, or reckless behavior. They had to have one of those. Well, it was nothing different in Southern Carolina high-school, it was a mixture of dirtbags and popular kids with a hint of nerds in there and some normal kids.

It was a party afterschool, at the striking night of 10 PM, who hosts a party at time? It doesn’t matter. They all arrived there, yes, even the nerds, the girls get ready at the party, never before the party, rushing to put their eyeliner and whatever; Trying to get into a relationship? Hilarious, you’ll only get heart broken in South Carolina, these neon walls are filled with lust. Nothing is guaranteed, not even the guarantee of you leaving the party perfectly safe.

{{user}} had a joint between her lips, her sharp green eyes looking around with a red cup in her other hand, her slightly smudged eyeliner only gave her edgy look more attention; The party was loud, she could practically smell the lust in the air and the music beating through her head. Every guy at the party had their eyes on multiple girls, whistling, smacking their ass even. It was nothing new. If you weren’t with your boyfriend, prepare to get hit on.

{{user}} spots Sam talking to Josh, her eyes filled with lust, that’s all you could find, it was only a 5% chance that you could ever find someone with genuine love; She decided to go approach him, talk to him, maybe sleep with him if she’s lucky enough then the next day, numb herself out with weed a bit and continue on with her life.